Surrounded

I can’t be bothered with all the things that make you leery

Listening to your rhetoric is enough to make me weary

I have pushed the limits of what is what and found but one validity

There is no weight aside from gravity to myths borne of stupidity

 

A coward seeks the things to fear that rationality finds benign

Weaker hearts will shudder at the shadows whispered sign

Another firm belief  based on narrow threads of confusion

Simple souls finding despair wrapped neatly in  illusion

 

Leave your numbered days behind and ignore the full moons calling

Let the sleek black cat find its path wherever its paws are falling

There is no luck to be gathered from a horses worn out shoe

Fortunes can’t be reversed by anything a newfound penny can do

 

Let me lead you to the truth down a path of less resistance

We are children of eternal energy that enlightens our existence

It surrounds and protects, all while quietly stoking our ambitions

Needing no recognition other than our dismissal of superstitions

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Rise To The Occasion

Once again an infrequent occasion is upon us

The time when calendar coincides with moon

In night sky our lunar bystander shines full

As if to cast a spotlight on dire circumstance

 

Time has arrived for the quiet to be interrupted

As the silent ones shall once again be heard

Some recently suppressed, others quelled for ages

Mystic prophecy proclaims they shall rise again

 

As the world turns, so now does the sacred earth

Coming alive with such a terrifying resurrection

Souls of the wrongfully dead reunite with mortal remains

As the unholiest of all reanimations comes into being

From the ancient natives ruthlessly killed for their land

To innocent bystanders taken away from family and love

All shall now be given a chance at vengeful retribution

Their time for retaliation is upon us as corpses walk again

 

A reclamation of life to seek vengeance has been granted

With an evil twist that could not be expected or prevented

 Innocent and guilty alike shall fall victim to this uprising

There will be no escaping this insurrection of the damned

 

So hastily say your prayers, make peace with your maker

Plead that your fate should be dealt swiftly and mercifully

For our time has run out and the tables have been turned

Predestined apocalypse on this Friday the 13th’s full moon